After wandering around the Nexus, checking out Transformers that had turned up in various states of disarray ranging from "lost" to "LOL'd and possessed", Starscream's aimless wanderings brought him to the portal leading to Pyro's Bar. The shiny, like-new F-22 Transformer stared at the portal like he suspected it of containing Megatron lurking in ( Read more... )

The bear mech enters Pyro's and halts just few steps inside the door for a quick glance around. It doesn't have the same familiar, welcoming feel that he used to associate with Maccadam's Oil Bar, but it still looks like a pretty good spot for a drink and a chat. Glancing down the way, he notes a table towards the back that will likely be a ( Read more... )

Ratchet wanders through the door of Pyro's, looking pretty happy. Actually, he looks like he's swaggering a bit, and that grin would tempt some people in some places to try and wipe it off. But anyone that tried would probably fall right through him, because even though he looks pretty solid, and just shoved that door open with one hand, this ( Read more... )

A bar might not be the best place to bring a 'baby brother', but Oriana is only vaguely aware of such conventions yet and though she's not feeling a hundred percent yet after her fight with the femme Blackout she's too restless to stay at home ( Read more... )

Payday is today, and there are no good bars on Earth, so a 35 foot movie-style chunk of black metal and quietly sullen attitude walks into Pyros and walks over to the bar to order his usual ration grade spiked with enough additives to make it like corrode-wires bootleg high-grade. His mirrored visor is down over his optics, and as he gives his ( Read more... )

Yep, Ata has returned to the bar, only this time, she's not alone. There's a movie Jazz in his car form following her in.
"Here's the place, Jazz. The place's neutral ground, so there won't be any problems." She hopes.

She knows a few Transformers might turn up to either bug them or simply to talk.

While a fairly large metallic wolf would be a rather odd sight in most bars, from what she had managed to gather and overhear in the Nexus, she probably wouldn't get much more then a brief second glance here. This suited Ghostdance very nicely, because while she had come here to be social and possibly meet more of the people that moved in and out ( Read more... )

A very large white Autobot with wings steps into Pyro's Bar; leaning lightly on Skyfire's arm is a silver-toned Autobot female. Though she keeps her step steady, the exhaustion and worse on her face is apparent to those who care to look ( Read more... )

A wary looking red and silver femme walks in, and with a quick glance, notices that there isn't a 'Decepticon welcoming committee' waiting for her after all ( Read more... )

The minibot is quiet as she enters the bar with her pet fire lizard riding on her shoulder. Everything else seems to be right now for that matter. She's not in the mood for loud noises right now anyway ( Read more... )